Ankita slid her hand to my ass cheeks and pulled me to her, breaking the kiss she told me. “I want to make love to you Scott, I always have. Even wh...n we were kids, i’ve always wanted to fuck you.”Well shock was an understatement, Excited also. Why would Ankita say this today? How come I never knew before? I stood there dumbfounded and felt her hand unzip my Tux trousers, and her soft hand wrap around my hardening cock.“But Ankita, this is wrong. You know it is wrong, I know it is wrong. Damn. Putting a hand behind her head I crushed my lips to her as she opened her mouth to receive my tongue to play with hers. She moaned softly as we kissed, long and deep. I could feel the young girl's passion as I held her close, her heart was racing and her breathing ragged. I was beginning to get aroused as well and my cock was stiff, hard and throbbing, eager to come out and play. Her hand found my cock and she squeezed it through my slacks, moaning again as she felt how hard it was. My cock. The longer each pledge lives, the more clues she will uncover, helping you toward the endgame: not only identifying the killer, but also uncovering her motive.When a pledge dies, she dies canonically. The night resets and the story begins again with you, the readers, controlling a different pledge. There are 10 pledges, so we have 10 tries.Accusations are unlocked! Enough clues are in play that someone could theoretically get the killer's identity and motive correct, but of course it's not. Trying to remember the conversation it all of a sudden hits me, theglasses were for me to be like Clark Kent disguising him from beingrecognized as Superman, except in my case they are to hide me from...She can't be serious, can she? I blurt out, "Oh crap you have GOT to bekidding me!!"Turns out she was very serious, her, her mom and even my own mom had beenin on this. I felt like my life was spinning out of control, as if I everhad any control in my life to begin with. I ended up wrestling.